Babs Uvula Who

Intro: 
 
B A F# 
 
 
 
Verse: 
B B B 
 
I‘ve got a knack for ing everything up. 
 
A E 
 
My temper flies and I get myself all wound up. 
B B B 
 
My fuse is short and my blood pressure is high. 
 
A E 
 
I lose control and I get myself all wound up. 
B B B 
 
 
Tension mounts and I fly off the wall. 
 
A E 
 
I self-destruct and I get myself all wound up. 
B B B 
 
 
Petulance and irritation sets in. 
 
A E 
 
I throw a tantrum and I get myself all wound up. 
 
 
 
Chorus: 
B D A 
Mad at myself and I‘m all wound up. 
B D A 
 
 
I lose myself and I‘m all wound up. 
B D A 
 
 
Loss of control and I‘m all wound up. 
B D 
A 
 
I self-destruct and I‘m all wound up. 
 
 
 
Verse: 
B B B 
 
 
Chip on my shoulder and a leech on my back. 
 
A E 
 
Stuck in a rut and I get myself all wound up. 
B B B 
 
 
Killed my composure and it never come back. 
 
A E 
 
Loss of control and I get myself all wound up. 
B B B 
 
 
Blown out of proportion again. 
 
A E 
 
My temper snaps and I get myself all wound up. 
B B B 
 
 
Spontaneous combustion, panic attack. 
 
A E 
 
I slipped a gear and I get myself all wound up. 
 
 
Chorus: 
B D A 
 
I lose myself and I‘m all wound up. 
B D A 
Blow up a little and I‘m all wound up. 
B D A 
 
I lose myself and I‘m all wound up. 
B D A 
 
I lose myself and I‘m all wound up. 
 
 
Verse: 
B B B 
 
I‘ve got a knack for ing everything up. 
 
A E 
 
My temper flies and I get myself all wound up. 
B B B 
 
My fuse is short and my blood pressure is high. 
 
A E 
 
I lose control and I get myself all wound up. 
B B B 
 
 
Tension mounts and I fly off the wall. 
 
A E 
 
I self-destruct and I get myself all wound up. 
B B B 
 
 
Petulance and irritation sets in. 
 
A E 
 
I throw a tantrum and I get myself all wound up. 
 
Chorus: 
B D A 
Point at myself and I‘m all wound up. 
B D A 
Loss of control and I‘m all wound up. 
B D A 
I think it‘s sick and I‘m all wound up. 
B D A 
I self-destruct and I‘m all wound up.